(Control) Make her show you what she's doing out here

You thought you might already know the general gist of why Yara was sneaking around out here on the balcony and acting so shady, but you figured the easiest thing would be to make her tell you directly. With a snap of your fingers, you used the Ring of Ursa Minor's ability.

With Yara it always took a moment to confirm whether it had worked or not, since any green lighting from her eyes was generally hidden by the eye-masks she wore, for whatever reason. This time was no different. Her grin stayed plastered on, but when her chin began to fall down towards her breast, you got the picture. Actually, her voice trailing off was probably the best indicator. She had a tendency to talk in a mile-a-minute sort of way when not under the influence, which fell off sharply when she was entranced.

Once you were convinced your power had worked, you commanded her to show you exactly what she was doing before you came out here.

Nodding, she answered slowly, while peeling off one of her white clown gloves, revealing an alternating pattern of green and red painted on each nail to match her outfit. She held the glove over the side and then dropped it into the bushes. "I was hiding my things... in the bushes... to get them later, when no one is looking..." she mumbled, her head rolling to the side slightly as she looked over the edge to confirm it landed right. The glove now lay pretty conspicuously over the greenery, not hidden nearly so well as the other items she'd dropped in.

You pushed her on the way she'd answered. She'd stated 'her things.' Which things of hers had she dropped in?

"Valuable gemstones... maybe magic... I don't actually know... but they looked like they were worth a fortune... and it was easy to shove them into my top between my boobs... to carry them out here..." she murmured, grabbing off her other glove and dropping it to join the others.

That confirmed your suspicions: she'd been using the opening of this exhibit as a chance to sneak out some of the items she suspected no one would have a sharp eye on. Then, she'd grab them later, once she had a way off the island with them. It seemed she might not even be targeting powerful magic items, but rather, just expensive ones. You asked her if she'd been intending to do that ever since she was invited.

"No... it was Brunhilde's idea..."

Brunhilde's? Now that was news.

You were so focused on Yara's words that you barely paid any attention as she started shrugging off the shoulder of her jester leotard. "Yes... Brunhilde suggested I steal the artifacts... she told me that was how I'd edge out Wanda... become the top collector..." Yara rambled on, half-asleep. She'd been devoid of her usual mirth for a bit now, but the smile curled gently onto her face as she explained the origins of her scheme. "Brunhilde... she always wants what's best for me... that's why I love her..."

Her earnestness was a bit refreshing. Those two were partners in crime, it seemed-- it was hard to judge them for wanting to pilfer Wanda's things when a crime so much more heinous than that was taking place here. Still, you could use what you'd learned about Brunhilde in the roundtable if it came down to it. Mind-controlled Yara wasn't able to lie, you figured-- this wasn't a case of her trying to sell her cohort out. As a matter of fact, they seemed to have the sort of relationship where neither would tattle on the other unless you used the green ring to make them do it.

You were thinking so hard about the case in front of you that you were completely surprised when you snapped back into reality. Yara was stepping out of her leotard, with most of her voluptuous, Egyptian-brown body now revealed as she got it down past one leg. She was covered only by pasties in the shapes of diamonds, one red and one green over each breast, and a high-legged thong on the lower body. You noticed a gold belly ring as well that had been hidden up to this point, glinting in the sunlight. Somehow, the fact that she was doing all of this in broad daylight made it more arousing, and you felt yourself getting uncomfortably hard...

... But it was all over if she dropped that leotard over the side! Your only saving grace was that your broad-shouldered profile was probably hiding her from the others. Quickly, you commanded her to put her clothes back on.

Yara nodded dumbly, stepping back into her leotard, then frowned. "I don't have my gloves..."

Those didn't matter! You quickly snapped your fingers, then turned your head to glance over your shoulder, nervous over whether anyone had seen that play out just now. Luckily, it looked like you were in the clear. Eric must have been describing something so interesting that even Linda didn't care to watch you at that moment.

You sighed in relief, seeing that Yara was wearing her usual dopey grin again, rather than her dopey sleeping face. "Hmmm... That's so strange. Where did I misplace my gloves?" she muttered to herself, examining the green and red painted fingernails on one of her hands. "Ah, no matter! I'm sure they won't bring down the hammer on their favorite party guest too hard, just because she decided to eschew a small piece of her costume. You've really got quite some gall, don't you, walking around in that crown? Oh ho ho!"

You supposed she'd earned a good laugh at someone else's expense after what you'd just unwittingly put her up to, so you took her ribbing gracefully.

With the business on the balcony concluded, you moved inside to rejoin the others and resume the tour. No one seemed to notice that Yara was no longer wearing her gloves, thankfully, or at least they didn't ask her about it. The rest of the exhibition passed without incident.

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